The Song of Songs

The Song of Songs

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B 2 Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth!
More delightful is your love than wine!

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Your name spoken is a spreading perfume -
that is why the maidens love you.

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Draw me!-
D We will follow you eagerly!
B Bring me, O king, to your chambers.
D With you we rejoice and exult,
we extol your love; it is beyond wine:
how rightly you are loved!

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B 3 I am as dark-but lovely,
O daughters of Jerusalem -
As the tents of Kedar,
as the curtains of Salma.

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4 Do not stare at me because I am swarthy,
because the sun has burned me.
My brothers have been angry with me;
they charged me with the care of the vineyards:
my own vineyard I have not cared for.

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B 5 Tell me, you whom my heart loves,
where you pasture your flock,
where you give them rest at midday,
Lest I be found wandering
after the flocks of your companions.

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G If you do not know,
O most beautiful among women,
Follow the tracks of the flock
and pasture the young ones
near the shepherds' camps.

Chapter 1

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G 6 To the steeds of Pharaoh's chariots
would I liken you, my beloved:

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Your cheeks lovely in pendants,
your neck in jewels.

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We will make pendants of gold for you,
and silver ornaments.

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B 7 For the king's banquet
my nard gives forth its fragrance.

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8 My lover is for me a sachet of myrrh
to rest in my bosom.

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9 My lover is for me a cluster of henna
from the vineyards of Engedi.

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G 10 Ah, you are beautiful, my beloved,
ah, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves!

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B 11 Ah, you are beautiful, my lover -
yes, you are lovely.
Our couch, too, is verdant;

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the beams of our house are cedars,
our rafters, cypresses.

 

 

1 1 1 2 B 2 Let him kiss me with kisses of his mouth! More delightful is your love than wine! 3 Your name spoken is a spreading perfume - that is why the maidens love you. 4 Draw me!- D We will follow you eagerly! B Bring me, O king, to your chambers. D With you we rejoice and exult, we extol your love; it is beyond wine: how rightly you are loved! 5 B 3 I am as dark-but lovely, O daughters of Jerusalem - As the tents of Kedar, as the curtains of Salma. 6 4 Do not stare at me because I am swarthy, because the sun has burned me. My brothers have been angry with me; they charged me with the care of the vineyards: my own vineyard I have not cared for. 7 B 5 Tell me, you whom my heart loves, where you pasture your flock, where you give them rest at midday, Lest I be found wandering after the flocks of your companions. 8 G If you do not know, O most beautiful among women, Follow the tracks of the flock and pasture the young ones near the shepherds' camps. 9 G 6 To the steeds of Pharaoh's chariots would I liken you, my beloved: 10 Your cheeks lovely in pendants, your neck in jewels. 11 We will make pendants of gold for you, and silver ornaments. 12 B 7 For the king's banquet my nard gives forth its fragrance. 13 8 My lover is for me a sachet of myrrh to rest in my bosom. 14 9 My lover is for me a cluster of henna from the vineyards of Engedi. 15 G 10 Ah, you are beautiful, my beloved, ah, you are beautiful; your eyes are doves! 16 B 11 Ah, you are beautiful, my lover - yes, you are lovely. Our couch, too, is verdant; 17 the beams of our house are cedars, our rafters, cypresses.